The Gullible Masses

The gullible masses flawed mortal heroes create By making small gods of every sporting great It is out of admirers big egos are made For the humble and compassionate never a street parade That too much praise does go to the admired one's head Truer words than this have never been said Those who create mortal gods live in every town But hero worshippers on others can look down Those who their own praises or the praises of others never does sing And live in their own way and do their own thing As mentors of good example they do lead the way We need more like them in the Human World of today The gullible masses flawed mortal heroes create By making small gods of every sporting great.